Yesterday was a good day. No, I didn't get accepted to Clarion, but I didn't get rejected either. What I did do was write eighteen hundred words, thereby finishing the first draft of revisions on "Darkness of Self". Granted it needs lots of work, but the framework is there.

Unfortunately, the story is not here. I wrote while on campus and left the disk in the machine. I'm hoping that it will be there when I go back today, but if not I'll have to wait until Tuesday to get a hold of the print out.

I'm grateful that the writing group met yesterday, and that I asked them to look at this. Otherwise I'd be panicking.

I noticed while I was correcting typos in some of the earlier entries (I do this once every month or two) that I had made reference to a writers' group and then said I was having trouble getting such a group together. These comments actually refer to two separate groups. The first references are to Critters, a wonderful on-line critiquing community. I liked it a great deal, but I have disovered that I work better in a face to face atmosphere. Knowing I'm going to have to face the person makes me take the responsability more seriously. Having a set meeting time helps for me as well.

So, that brings me to the second reference which is the group based here in Brockport for speculative fiction writers. This group didn't exist, so I pretty much asked around (and bugged all of my writer friends) until it did. I wasn't sure it was going to get anywhere, but finally a time that worked for almost everyone was found. Of the five members only one can't meet with us.

Alright, I just wanted to clear that confusion up, if anyone had noticed it and cared. Onto other stuff.

Today looks to be a pretty good day. Of course, it's Friday, I have no classes on Fridays, and the weekend to look forward to so there's no reason not to be pleased.

Still, today looks to be somewhat better than most Fridays. The house is in relatively good shape (and I say relatively note). It needs to be vacuumed, I have some laundry to deal with, and the kitchen is a small disaster, but there are no cat hairballs to dealk with, the ferret cage is done, and it could be worse.

Also, I get to play racquetball today. That is very quickly becoming one of my favorite things in the world. The exercise really helps my energy levels, I sleep better, and it's an outlet for allt he end of semester stress.

At 2:30pm I have to meet Nikki for a quickish D and D thing. All of the characters in her game (one of which I play, though I am the most recent addition) are doing separate things so she's meeting one-on-one to get them all at the same point for the game on Sunday. I'm not sure I'd be willing to give up that much of my time, but I appreciate that she is.

Anyway, I got a good night's slep, I'm in a pretty decent mood, and there's lots to look forward to. I love days like this.

Well, until later, bye, all!